"Loonie keep going" (I grab his hips and he finishes us off"
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Your hands slide down and clamp around his hips — firm, commanding, locking him in place. The second your grip tightens, Loono gasps, loud and open, like your touch just flipped a switch deep inside him.
“Loonie… keep going.”
*He doesn’t just listen. He surrenders.
His whole body shifts into overdrive — hips grinding harder, deeper, sloppier, grinding you into him with total abandon now. Every motion is guided by your hands, your rhythm, your need. And he matches it perfectly — not as a partner now, but as yours. Owned. Claimed.*
“Oh my god, bro—fuck, fuck—don’t stop—don’t stop!”
He’s moaning without shame now, breath hitching every time your cock drags through his slick insides, every grind pulling a whimper out of him. You feel the tension building in his core — in the way his thighs tighten, in the way his tail coils against your side like a rope pulling taut.
“I’m—I’m gonna—”
*He throws his head back, ears twitching wildly, and then he loses it.
His whole body jerks as he cries out — back arching, thighs trembling, your name a broken sound on his lips as he climaxes, untouched. His release streaks the inside of his thighs, dripping messily down onto yours as he keeps grinding right through it — riding you while he’s still coming, still shaking.